Sometimes you just gotta let go and let God fix that thang for you because if you try to fix it yourself, you DEFINITELY got prison in your future. Relax, relate, release whatever tight grip on you have on something and trust that it's all working out for your highest good. 

It better fuckin be because if not, part two of your killing spree...Orange jumpsuits, toilet wine, and unseasoned cornbread is about to be your jailhouse ministry. If the LORDT don't come get these teenagers, these incels, this inflation, and all the raggedy shit! FIX IT, SOMEBODY!!